We Had a Good Run

The last time I bought anything resembling sneakers was seven years ago on a Christmas break from college when I grudgingly went into a Foot Locker with my mom and picked out a pair of grey New Balances because the Nikes I had been wearing since sophomore year in high school had disappeared into the ocean one very sad night. Don't ask.

I've never been into the casual footwear thing. Those New Balances are still my one and only pair of running shoes and that is exactly the only thing I use them for. I do own a pair of white Converses sweetly given to me by their PR firm a year ago that I will wear once in a while, but that's pretty much all she wrote on the sneaker front.

Until! Until I discovered these little babies by Martin Margiela on aloharag.com. I love. They're masculine, they're nerdy, they have beige shoelaces. They look like something an extremely hot but dorky guy would wear (does that make sense?). In fact, they remind me of the bowling shoes I've tragically seen my brother rock on more than one occasion. And that is precisely why I love them.

So I guess that's it. The jig is up—my admittedly weird "seven-years-since-I've-bought-athletic-shoes" run is officially over and out.